Her heart began to wrench in misery and she said, "You're free to date whoever you want and marry her. That's your freedom."
Yan Ge hugged her and said, "I don't want to marry someone else. I want to be with you."
Fang Erlan wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his shoulder, taking a whiff of his unique scent that did not come from any perfume.
She indulged in his scent, which seemed magnetizing, making it difficult for her to bring herself to let go.
"Erlan, let's be with each other. I've also thought through it carefully in the past few days. Although he's present in your life, I actually have the upper hand. After all, I'm the one you fancy. In that case, why can't I fight for you?"
"But…"
